A black doctor from a certain American comic

"To borrow a word from Mr. Gu Yanwu, the late minister of the Southern Ming Dynasty - everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. Now the Song Dynasty is in a state of turmoil. There are powerful Mongolians outside, internal forces are crushing each other, and undercurrents are surging, so I Even if you want to be lazy for a while, you can't do it!" Zhuge Zhengwo stroked his beard and said: "About the copper mold case, does my little brother have any news?"

"I don't have any news. I just happen to know who is behind the copper mold case." Murphy said with a smile.

"Who is it?" Qing Wu asked.

"The precious son of the wealthy Anjia An Yunshan - An Shigeng!"

"How is it possible? There is no reason..." Tie Shou said in confusion: "An Yunshan is nicknamed the God of Wealth. His family assets are as rich as the country. Why would his son An Shigeng engage in the copper mold case and cast some fake money for use? If he just does some business at home, the profit is probably more than ten times that of making counterfeit money, not to mention that making counterfeit money involves huge risks."

"I've told you what happened. As for whether you believe it or not, that's none of my business." Murphy shrugged and said.

"It's not that I don't believe little brother, it's just that Tie Shou has been working with me for a long time and has developed the habit of seeking evidence." Zhuge Zhengyi said: "I just don't know where the source of this information comes from, little brother?"

"In this world, if I want to know any secrets, I will definitely know them." Murphy smiled and said.

While he was talking, the sound of horse hooves was heard outside Zuiyue Tower.

"It's the people from Six Doors who are here." Tie Shou said alertly.

In the darkness of night, in Lin'an City, only people from the Six Gates could mobilize a large number of troops and horses so unscrupulously.

"It seems that there will be a lot of fun tonight." Zhuge Zhengwo stroked his beard and said with a smile.

Under the restaurant, Jia San, who was in the center of the whirlpool, suddenly didn't realize that he was still waiting for the person who was trading copper molds with him to arrive.

It's just that the people who should come didn't come, but the people who shouldn't come did.

Zhui Ming is a debt collector with a destiny in Lin'an City, and Jia San happens to be one of Zhui Ming's targets.

After Zhui Ming arrived at Zuiyue Tower, he immediately spotted Jia San and headed towards him.

The two communicated for a while.

It's a pity that Zhui Ming, a man born with cheap hands and out of curiosity, used his best tricks to steal Jia San's wooden box containing the copper mold and even opened it to take a look...

When Jia San saw that he was encountering a star like Zhui Ming, he felt it was troublesome, so he packed up his things and was about to leave.

Zhui Ming, who was addicted to alcohol, saw a bottle of wine on Jia San's table, so he grabbed it and took a sip for himself.

"Bah! It's poisonous!"

Zhui Ming probably drank more wine than he had ever eaten. As soon as the wine entered his mouth, he immediately felt something was wrong and vomited it out.

That was what Zhuge Zhengga ordered people to give Jia San the sweat medicine in order to reduce the impact and try not to hurt innocent people. However, Jia San didn't take a sip of wine, so Zhuge Ming stepped on the trap.

As soon as Jia San heard the shouts of chasing his life, he didn't know that he had been targeted a long time ago. He immediately used a Japanese clone technique, and four or five figures appeared and fled in all directions.

The scene suddenly exploded.

The six men hiding in Zuiyue Tower, under the leadership of Lengxue, started a melee, and the entire Zuiyue Tower was in chaos.

When the six doors were about to take action, Ruthless did not stop, and she closed her eyes.

The clone technique used by Jia San was actually just to find a few people who looked similar to him and wore the same clothes as him to disrupt other people's hearing and hearing. But how could such a little trick be hidden from the ruthless mental scanning, almost instantly? Then she found the real Jia San among several Jia San clones.

She directly used her telekinesis to drive Jia San towards the room where they were.

Jia San's martial arts skills can only be regarded as third-rate. If he hadn't relied on his deceptive clone technique to catch people off guard, how could he have escaped the sneers and life-seeking arrests? Now faced with the ruthless and strange power of thought, he was like being wrapped in a tornado, unable to control himself.

In the room, Mo Fei, Qing Wu, and Zhuge Zhengwo were being performed, and an iron hand was standing there. Jia San, who came in, wanted to run away, so he stretched out his hand to push the iron hand, preparing to get out of drunkenness.